Chapter 1217 Mr. Cheng returns to Shanghai (asking for double monthly votes)
Shanghai.
The Bund.
The Sikh policeman wearing a red turban and carrying a copper-tipped iron rod scolded the passers-by.
Looking at the drunken and staggering sailors from all over the world, these Ah San also had a headache.
The horns of cars, the whistles of ships, and the shouts of crowded Chinese rickshaw drivers soliciting business resounded throughout the streets.
At this moment, a dozen cars drove onto the Bund road honking their horns.
This aroused strong dissatisfaction among the drunken Western sailors. Some yelled at the vehicle and some raised their middle fingers.
Then a relatively smart sailor noticed that Patrolman Ah San seemed to be unwilling to pay attention to these intruders, and quickly persuaded his scolding companion.
There are also those Western sailors who are not afraid of heaven and earth, but they still point at the vehicles and curse.
The car in front suddenly braked to a stop, and Hou Pingliang, in a suit and leather shoes, got out of the driver's seat. He wore a pair of round-hole sunglasses and looked around coldly.
The second car also braked suddenly, and Li Hao jumped out of the driver's seat, pointing at Hou Pingliang and laughing and cursing.
Other vehicles also stopped, and everyone in black suits and black trousers got out of the car.
Li Hao signaled Hou Pingliang and Lu Jiu to turn over, and the three of them exchanged views on welcoming Brother Fan and security work.
All the patrolmen wore suits and leather shoes, because this place is a public concession and it is not easy to show up in French Concession patrol uniforms with great fanfare.
The remaining people were the escort team of Jiujiu Trading, led by a man with a crew cut. This man greeted Li Hao and did not get together with the patrol.
Two or three drunk American sailors kept pointing here and cursing. Seeing that everyone ignored them, one of them simply rushed over and yelled and cursed.
"What did he say?" Li Hao frowned and looked over.
He nodded towards Hou Pingdian and said, "Go take care of it, Brother Fan is almost here."
But before he finished speaking, the little crew member from the Jiujiu Trade Guards pointed at the sailor, and immediately one of his men rushed out and kicked the sailor to the ground.
The fallen sailor became even more angry. It seemed he didn't expect that a Chinese would dare to hit him, so he got up to fight back. Then he stood motionless and looked at the barrel of the gun against his head in horror.
"Take him away." Xiao Pingtou said coldly, "Serve this foreign uncle well."
Li Hao saw all this in his eyes, smiled and muttered something.
Hou Pingliang and Lu Jiufan also looked at each other and smiled.
Only Western sailors dare to speak loudly to the people of "Mr. Xiao Cheng". Could it be that they don't know that the fish in the Huangpu River are not picky eaters?!
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A long whistle sounded from the river, and thick black smoke could be seen rising into the sky.
Li Hao looked at the time on his watch, and with a wave of his hand, everyone opened an open space on the pier.
…
The first person to disembark was Li Hu.
He looked around warily.
Then he took a few of his men to guard him.
Then Haozi led three of his men to guard Cheng Qianfan as he disembarked.
Cheng Qianfan put on a pair of clip-on sunglasses. He raised his eyes and looked around, and saw Haozi leading everyone to greet him at the pier. A smile appeared on the face of 'Little Mr. Cheng'.
He lowered his head and said something to the wealthy man next to him, then waved to the welcoming crowd and strode forward.
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"As expected of 'Mr. Xiao Cheng', with such great style." On the second floor of a teahouse near the pier, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses looked at this scene and said with a sneer.
"Now the news has spread in the French Concession that Cheng Qianfan did not go to Tianjin for business, but to Nanjing." His companion lowered his voice and said, "It is said that he went to Nanjing with Wang Reclamation."
"This is his way to the dark side." The man with gold-rimmed glasses said with a sneer.
At this moment, several men who looked like reporters ran over. One of them raised the camera in his hand, and the other shouted Cheng Qianfan's name loudly.
Cheng Qianfan looked over subconsciously and saw the flash light coming on.
Almost at the same time, the other two reporters quickly drew their guns from their waists and aimed at Cheng Qianfan.
However, the short guns in their hands failed to fire.
Almost at the same time as they drew their guns, Li Hu fired, hitting one of the assassins in the head.
Then the gunshots of Hao Tsai and Hou Pingliang also rang out, and the other assassin who raised the gun was also killed.
The remaining reporters seemed not to have expected this situation. He was stunned for a moment, turned around and wanted to run away, but then Little Flathead rushed up and kicked him to the ground. Then he rushed forward and removed his chin, "Tie him up."
Cheng Qianfan's face was extremely gloomy.
He strode over. One of them was frightened by the gunshots and ran around. He happened to break into the reception area and was pointed at a gun by a patrolman. The man was so frightened that he lay on the ground and did not dare to move. When he saw Cheng Qianfan
When he came, he was so frightened that he begged for mercy again and again.
Cheng Qianfan raised his hand, and Hao Zai handed over the Browning gun in his hand.
The man's expression changed and he struggled to get up.
boom.
Cheng Qianfan pulled the trigger.
The man was shot and fell to the ground.
Xiao Cheng took another step forward and continued to pull the trigger on the man who fell to the ground.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang.
Empty the magazine directly.
Then he threw the short gun to Hao Zai, laughed and walked towards Li Hao and others.
"Haozi."
"Brother Fan."
"little monkey."
"Brother Fan."
"Laojiu!"
"Brother Fan!"
"Amao, you're here too." Cheng Qianfan patted the little flat head on the shoulder, rubbed his flat head vigorously, and said happily.
"Brother Fan." Amao said proudly, pointing at the reporter controlled by his subordinates and claiming credit.
"Good boy." Cheng Qianfan nodded with satisfaction.
Here, Hao Zai bent down and pulled out a short gun from the waist of the man who was beaten to death by Brother Fan. This was a Spanish Astra M900 pistol.
He picked up the short gun and saw that the safety of the pistol had been turned off. His face darkened. He opened the safety first, then threw the short gun to the policeman who had just taken custody of the man, and cursed, "Xie Xun Niang, come on."
Remember to search yourself first!"
After being scolded, the patrolman blushed, his neck became thick, and he did not dare to speak.
Cheng Qianfan bent down and looked at the reporter whose hands had been tied.
"Where?" he asked.
The reporter's face was gray and he did not dare to look at the cold gaze of 'Mr. Xiao Cheng'.
Amao directly lifted up the reporter's hair and asked him to look at Brother Fan.
"Where is it?" Cheng Qianfan stretched out his hand, and Li Hao handed over the gun in his hand.
Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, the reporter's eyes were full of fear and he quickly shouted, "Juntong, Juntong, Juntong Shanghai Station, ordered to hoe..."
His voice lowered, "...hoeing."
Cheng Qianfan smiled and said to the people around him, "Military commander again? It's really endless!"
As he spoke, he hit the reporter hard on the shoulder with his gun, and when the other person screamed, he went up and kicked him again, "Why didn't you say it was sent by Xu Zhaolin?"
Then, 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' raised his Browning rifle and fired into the air.
Empty the magazine.
He threw the short gun to Li Hao, said lightly, "Check", laughed loudly, and walked towards the car not far away. Along the way, all his subordinates saluted one after another, and the sound of "Brother Fan" could not be heard.
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The second floor of the teahouse.
The man with gold-rimmed glasses looked gloomy, "Too arrogant."
"Too arrogant." He shook his head, "I have long heard that Cheng Qianfan is quite capable in the French Concession, but I never expected him to be so unruly."
The companion next to him glanced at the dozen or so cars that were leaving. Not only did the group leave quickly, but the three bodies on the ground also disappeared. Only the blood stains on the ground and some scattered bullet casings showed that
What just happened.
At this moment, those patrolmen Asan ran over whistling and carrying buckets to clean the blood stains on the ground.
And those Western sailors who were not angry just now were so frightened that they even dared to lower their voices when they cursed.
"Section." The man looked away and lowered his voice and said, "These people..."
"Zhiyuan is not one of ours." Chen Gongshu shook his head. He did not issue an order to assassinate Cheng Qianfan.
"Could it be Xiao Mian's person?" Fu Zhiyuan thought for a while and asked.
"Xiao Mian?" Chen Gongshu was slightly surprised. He had never thought that this matter might be the work of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team.
He thought for a moment and said, "Why did Xiao Mian choose to attack Cheng Qianfan?"
As he said that, he shook his head, "It's unlikely."
Fu Zhiyuan understood what District Zuo meant. The possibility was unlikely, but it could not be completely ruled out.
At this moment, a subordinate entered the room and whispered something in Chen Gongshu's ear.
"Which grandson, Laozi Yin?" Chen Gongshu cursed with a Peking accent.
The subordinates just reported that the arrested reporter seemed to have replied that they were from the Shanghai Military Reunion Station...
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The car driven by Li Hao was in the middle, with Hou Pingliang leading the four cars in front and Lu Jiufan leading the four cars behind.
Amao's three cars have already left.
"How is your family?" Cheng Qianfan asked casually.
"Everything is fine at home," Haozi said, "It's just Xiaobao and Xiaozhizhi who are talking about why you haven't come back yet."
"Xiaobao misses me, I believe it." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "Xiao Zhizhi, I guess you have forgotten what I look like."
Although strictly speaking, the time we went out this time was not too long, but children are very forgetful.
"Sister-in-law has been preparing Zhou Ru's meals in the morning, waiting for Brother Fan to come home and wash away the dust." Li Hao said.
"I'm not used to Nanjing food." Cheng Qianfan smiled, "My mouth is drooling."
As he said that, he asked again, "How is your family?"
"Everything is normal." Li Hao said, "Tao Zi strictly ordered all the ministries to stay dormant, and no trouble is allowed without orders."
"Very good." Cheng Qianfan nodded. Taozi strictly followed his orders and did a good job.
In order to rescue Sheng Shuyu, the Shanghai Special Intelligence Group suffered a lot of losses. According to Cheng Qianfan's judgment, the enemy should be waiting for them to continue their actions in order to catch the tail of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Group. In this case, hibernating and waiting is the most correct way.
response.
"Chief Sheng has returned to Chongqing," Li Hao said.
"This guy is finally gone." Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly. Sheng Shuyu came to Shanghai this time and did not achieve anything. Instead, he defeated Guo Yuyu and others, and even 'implicated' the Shanghai Special Situation Team. In Cheng Qianfan's heart
It's impossible not to have any opinions.
"Is there any movement over there in Shanghai?" Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and asked.
"No." Li Hao shook his head, "It's been very quiet these days."
Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly. He estimated that Chen Gongshu had already arrived and he could tolerate it for the time being and did not take any action. This was right.
Previously, Wang Tiemu and Chen Mingchu rebelled, causing considerable losses in Shanghai. This was definitely not a good time to take any drastic action.
Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly.
Strictly speaking, the source of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team's losses in this series of events was also the rebellion of Wang Tiemu and Chen Mingchu.
If these two people had not rebelled, Boss Dai would not have sent Sheng Shuyu to Shanghai, and Chen Gongshu would not have been sent to Shanghai at this time.
In this way, Guo Yuyu will not come to Shanghai on Chen Gongshu's order, and Sheng Shuyu will not come to Shanghai, and there will be no follow-up matters.
So, it’s all Wang Tiemu’s and Chen Mingchu’s fault!
"Brother Fan." Hao Zai, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked, "The reporter said that the military commander of the Shanghai District was ordered to eliminate rape. What do you think is the possibility?"
"What do you think?" Cheng Qianfan asked without answering.
"I think it's unlikely." Hao Zai said. The Shanghai District was also dormant during this period. There was no reason to choose to assassinate Cheng Qianfan as District Chief Chen's first shot at Shanghai.
"I find it hard to say." Li Hao turned the steering wheel, thought for a moment and said, "There has been a precedent of taking action against Brother Fan at the Juntong Shanghai Station before. But this time Brother Fan returned to Shanghai and in full view of the public, it would be better to do it at the dock.
opportunity."
"Brother Fan is going to Nanjing this time. This matter should not be hidden from the people in Shanghai now. In their eyes, Brother Fan is already a hard-core traitor who is very close to Wang Qianhai." He took a look.
Looking through the mirror, he continued, "If we can get rid of Brother Fan, this can be considered a good start for Mr. Chen."
Cheng Qianfan frowned. Logically speaking, it was unlikely that Chen Gongshu would choose to attack him. However, as Li Hao said, it was difficult to talk about it.
During his trip to Nanjing, the mark of a hardcore traitor on him could no longer be erased.
It does not seem completely unexplainable that Chen Gongshu chose to attack him.
However, after Cheng Qianfan thought about it carefully, he still tended to believe that this matter was not caused by the military command of the Shanghai District.
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At this moment, I am in a restaurant about three or four alleys away from the Bund Pier.
Two men are having a drink.
"The gunshots have stopped for a while," said a man in a long gown. He looked at the man sitting opposite, with hope in his eyes, and said, "Brother Wan, do you think it's done?"
"Whether it's successful or not, we'll know soon." Brother Wan said as he picked up a piece of plump pig head meat and ate it with relish.
As he said that, he glanced at the other party and said, "Brother Lai, be patient and don't be impatient. Be patient and don't be impatient."
"Can I not be in a hurry?" Lai Lai smiled bitterly, "This matter is something that the president has personally explained. As you know, brother, I have the trust of the president, and I am thinking of challenging myself."
"It's urgent." Brother Wan shook his head. He pointed to the cucumbers on the table and said, "This matter cannot be rushed."
As he said that, he shook his head and said, "I have a hunch that Cheng Qianfan is not that easy to kill."